We were talking the other night about language and about our first trip to Mexico many years ago to visit my sister in Oaxaca, where she was working as a missionary. Language, we agreed, is a thing we really don’t think about much, like breathing. When we have something to say, we say it. If someone else says something, we listen. Since we share a common tongue, there is no need to pay much attention to the language itself. All of this changes w…
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